Netherworld Messenger

The Law Enforcement Guard that Yue Qianchou had surrounded was hemmed in by an ever-growing swarm of flying swords. Mu Lianqiu's face darkened, and he wished he could seize Yue Qianchou on the spot. Yet he also knew perfectly well that the targets of law enforcement punishment did not include people with deep backgrounds like Yue Qianchou. Intimidating ordinary cultivators was one thing, but if he acted rashly, the consequences would be more than he could bear.

Some things were understood by everyone without being spoken aloud; what mattered was giving one another face. Yet someone like Yue Qianchou simply refused to follow convention. He had stirred up trouble time and again, treating the rules of the Treasure Gathering Basin like dog shit.

The stern law-enforcement image Mu Lianqiu had worked so hard to establish for the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce was destroyed in one stroke. The veil of impartial enforcement had been ripped away without restraint, allowing everyone to see the ugly face behind it. What rules? It was merely bullying the weak and fearing the strong. The moment they encountered someone formidable, their true colors were exposed.

Yue Qianchou had always sneered at these rotten rules, let alone now.

A full two thousand azure flying swords circled through the air, creating a truly spectacular sight. No one present had ever seen a single person control so many flying swords at once. One by one, they stared agape, silently marveling within. The greatest expert below the Spirit Transformation stage truly lived up to his name!

In truth, this was not the limit of what Yue Qianchou could control. He had tested it back at the Ascension Platform. With his current early Tribulation-stage cultivation, he could easily control three thousand flying swords at once. But in actual combat, controlling that